Zhou Zhiruo no longer cared about the unpleasantness she had just had with Zhao Min.
She turned to look at Zhao Min and said, "You need to speed up. You can't let this enemy continue to waste time here."
After hearing this, Zhao Min just gave Zhou Zhiruo a fierce look, but did not deny her words: "Don't worry, men are sometimes like children, and they like to get stuck in a rut. When this enemy fought with me, he was not so serious."
"However, right now I am reluctant to let my soldiers risk their lives to fill this city. Give me some more time. If it really doesn't work, I can only attack by force."
"But I have to make it clear in advance that there will be casualties in war. If we use the lives of our men to fill the gap in this city, it may require 30,000 to 40,000 casualties."
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Thirty to forty thousand casualties, such a price is completely acceptable for the Ming Dynasty if it is a battle on its own territory. Even in Japan, it is not unacceptable. The women don't know why Zhang Wuji hates Japan so much. They just think that Zhang Wuji is playing tricks on his child. Sometimes, women like Zhou Zhiruo also have to assume different obligations, that is, within a controllable range, they cannot let Zhang Wuji do whatever he wants.
As the emperor, he still has to return to the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible.
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That night, looking at Chiba Kong in Tokyo City, she didn't want to come back, but was forced to come back by Zhao Min. She had no other choice but to grit her teeth and work for Zhao Min.
Sakura Pavilion focuses on intelligence, and women are the most convenient tools to obtain intelligence. Therefore, Sakura Pavilion is basically a group composed of women.
This group is not large, but there are five or six hundred people in Tokyo. Those five or six hundred people are either around Hirohito Hiroichi, or around the ministers, royal relatives, and major nobles in Japan. Therefore, after Chiba returned to the city and distributed the order, she received the response she wanted that night.
Those replies were basically about the storage locations of the remaining kerosene and gunpowder in the capital. You have to know that once the fighting started, it would be a fight to the death between the Ming army outside the city and the Japanese soldiers inside the city.
Qianye also firmly believed that even without her help, Zhang Wuji could take over Tokyo City. Therefore, she could only show her greatest value before Zhang Wuji made a desperate move. Only in this way could she protect herself in this chaotic world.
Under Chiba's orders, even though there were only a few hundred women in her Sakura Pavilion, they tried their best to gather all the kerosene and explosives they could.
The gathering place was Qianye Kong's own bedroom.
She had already made a plan. If a strong wind blew that day, she would first set her own bedroom on fire, then the entire imperial city, and then the entire Tokyo city.
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Time passed by little by little, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye. Strangely enough, during this half month, Taiping was still under attack, and the Ming army was still besieging the city in an orderly manner. The Japanese in the city were also defending in fear, but in Qianye Kong's bedroom, more than a thousand kilograms of kerosene and two or three hundred kilograms of black fire had been collected. You know, if these black fires were mixed with kerosene, as long as they were ignited, it would be a burst of flames that would shoot up into the sky. If there was a strong wind, it would become the kind of fire that could not be extinguished.
But, even though Qianye Kong is doing these things in an orderly manner, in fact, she also has a heavy burden in her heart. That burden is that she feels a little sorry for her own nation.
This is inevitable. As long as one has a conscience, he or she will inevitably have such thoughts. However, Qianye Kong is also an open-minded person. From the time of the defeat in the naval battle, she knew that the situation in Japan was hopeless and the destruction of the country was inevitable. All she can do now is to try her best to preserve herself and her Sakura Pavilion under the premise of the destruction of the country. For a woman who is insignificant to Zhang Wuji, this is the only thing she can do.
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In the blink of an eye, another half month passed. That night, Zhao Min was admiring the moon in front of the army. It was obvious that she had something on her mind. Zhang Wuji came quietly behind her and then hugged her in his arms.
Zhao Min was a little dazed just now and didn't react for a moment, but after her body stiffened for a moment, she came to her senses. It was not for anything else, but in this world, apart from Zhang Wuji, no other man had the courage to hold her in his arms.
"Min'er, you are different from Zhiruo. You are not the kind of person who can appreciate the moon. What are you thinking about?"
Zhao Min smiled and said, "Since ancient times, it is normal for a siege to last for half a year or a year. Even I once besieged you for a long time, but what happened before is different from this time."
"We have been besieging this place for more than three months. We besieged the city in the summer, but now it is almost the end of autumn. The soldiers have been resting outside the city for more than three months. Except for a few soldiers who are constantly looting food and grass in other places, most of the soldiers have not seen blood for more than three months."
"If the time really comes to storm Tokyo, I'm afraid the soldiers won't be able to adapt to the bloodiness for a while."
Zhang Wuji sneered: "Min'er, you're overthinking it. Even if the time comes when we need to storm Tokyo City, who do you think will be afraid, our soldiers or the Japanese in the city?"
"Although our soldiers haven't stained their hands with blood for three months, the Japanese in the city probably haven't stained their hands with blood for many years. Our soldiers came here from Yamaguchi Prefecture. Who doesn't have a few lives on their hands? Also, we are not fighting on our home soil. Everyone knows that we must win this battle. If we lose, we will definitely die in a foreign land. They will fight to the death on the battlefield."
Zhao Min sighed and said, "I know, I know, but we have been living in peace for too long. After Qianye Kong returned to the city, she has never contacted us again. I don't know if she is still useful."
Zhang Wuji's hand around Zhao Min's waist tightened involuntarily: "Don't worry, Min'er. It's already the end of autumn, the weather is dry, and it will soon be windy. We just have to wait for a strong wind, and then ignore Qianye Kong and attack the city immediately."
"If she dares to do nothing, you can skin her alive after the city is captured."
After hearing this, Zhao Min laughed and said, "Can you bear to do that? She is the queen. And according to Longze and Aoi, she is still a virgin. Wouldn't it be a pity if I skin her alive like this?"
Zhang Wuji said disdainfully: "Min'er, look at what you said. What's the point of being a queen? You are the empress of the Yuan Dynasty, and you have been a queen and a queen mother. You are also a marshal who led troops in battle, and the most beautiful woman in Mongolia. Even if Qianye Kong is a virgin, she can't compare to my Min'er who is a fallen beauty."
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